Dancing in the moons glow,
Stars watched them dance.
Under the moonlit sky.
Just to stop her
Cry.

A John Doe sat sided with a shadow,
A twin like shadow of the man in the moon.
Screams are silenced in his rock-like meadow,
No one noticed the man in the moon.

Contracted leather strained her *******,
veins *****,
Chocked by his hand,
slowly inject,
struggling to breathe...
breath, 1, 2 moan, 3, 4,
Clenching on the skin on her back,
She screams, dripping on his sack.
bloodshot cheeks, marked by him,
bloodshot neck, marked by her,
Thats the spot, hold it there...
5, 6, 7, 8
Breathe.

They told me stories,
I listened,
To the wondrous stories.

Captivated by the heavenly fairy-tales,
They told me stories,
Stories as good as heroine.

They told me 'bed-time' stories,
'Don't be sad' stories,
'Wipe your tears baby-girl' stories.

He didn't have to speak to tell me these stories,
his eyes, they told me stories themselves.

An unbearable thought,
Ate me from inside,
Killing my normality.
Ignore her? I tried.
Riding God-Speed, Souls attached.
I loved her contaminated heart, unsure of why
Possibly because we both wanted to die.
Thoughts died when I heard her laugh,
Giving me a sense of sanity, for once.

Flaws were there, I admit
But my best-friend? The best fit

Oceans speak when you listen,
Chanting thoughts to your youth,
Hearing reality opposed to normality.
The waves knew I loved before I did,
They knew he didn't
who am I to kid?

He held me tight whilst we danced the waves,
Creating a pain in my heart.

I rooted alone along the sand,
The circle of pain he left me with
Became a burden to my heart
But I still felt the warmth of his hand.

Or so I thought.

My hands smoulder in the fire that we lit,
Nerves weaken,
round the fire as we sit,
Her eyes looked direct, she was a demon,
Can Something so ugly be ugly inside?
Or was she just ugly on the outside?
Questions unanswered,
Unanswered questions,
But one thing was indefinite,
I loved her.